Lately I've been drowning in a pool of I-love-you-ness for Marcos. I think part of it is that we're far enough into our marriage to stop sweating some of the small things, part of it is that we're up against enough external obstacles (figuring out parenting? finances?) that we really are learning how to be on the same team and counsel with each other, part of it probably has to do with my mom being here and alleviating stress because of her constant service on our behalf, but most of it has to do with the fact that Marcos is just a tippity top quality human being.
And yesterday just happened to be his 27th birthday. Happy Birthday, my LOVE!
Since Marcos bought himself an HP touchpad tablet on super sale a month or two ago, we didn't bother with gifts yesterday. Instead, we decorated the table for fall and made a meal fit for a King. And by "we", I mean my mom, who helps me to fulfill so many of my good intentions. By the end of each day, Gigi has grown thoroughly bored with our home, and needs attention, so we switched off cooking and taking Gigi for walks outside until the meal was complete.
And there you have it: a meal fit for a King. We made turkey meatloaf with the famous Pratt family piquant sauce (soooo good), baked potatoes with sour cream and chives, fluffy white rice (Marcos requested two starches), fresh steamed green beans, and an amazing salad with my mom's famous papaya seed dressing. It was heaven on a plate.
And to top off the night, my friend Becca called and said, "We're making cupcakes. Can we bring some over?", and so we finished dinner on a sweet note with our sweet friends. Becca didn't even know it was Marcos' birthday when she called. She's just that amazing.
I feel like our life is simple in so many ways, and I hope it stays simple even when we become rich and famous... because who knew that simple could be so happy?